Okay, you see, this whole mess started with a moose... add in a squirrel, an angel, a few demons, and the king of hell and you got yourself a demented, messed up, rated R version of the looney toons. Now add in a shiny black impala, some pie, and a whole lot of sass, and bam! Congrats, you found the silver lining.
This story isn't a happy one. Its terribly depressing really, with bits of sunshiny happiness leaking through at the darkest of times. Sam and Dean call that hope. Hope that someday they will be able to finally put down their guns and salt shakers to a world better off. That the monsters under our beds will be really that of stories and not the horrible truth.
But until then they will continue what they, what we do best. Saving people, hunting things, the family business. It's in our blood after all..
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Still Breathing
Fanfiction"This life, hunting, monsters.... There is no joy in it.There was only pain, sorrow, and death. So if you get the chance at normal, you take it." Her name was AJ Singer. Her life wasn't apple pie perfect. Far from it. Her life was full of darkness a...
